Kroger Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Kroger Pharmacy, after hours when everyone else had gone home, a delivery driver noticed something odd. Every night, just before closing, an old man would appear from nowhere and whisper ‘Thank you for your patience’ in perfect English, then vanish as quickly as he came. Finally, one evening the delivery driver decided to follow him. The old man led him through empty aisles until they reached a hidden corner filled with boxes of aspirin. There, amidst the bottles, stood an elderly gentleman wearing glasses and holding a clipboard. He smiled warmly and said, 'Just wanted to make sure everything was in order.' Then he winked and disappeared into thin air, leaving behind only a faint scent of mint.

2. At Kroger Pharmacy, late one night, an electronic voice announced over the intercom: ‘Attention customers—we’re out of Band-Aids, but our smiles are always in stock!’ Soon after, a delivery driver walked in and asked curiously, 'Is there really something wrong with your band-aids?' A friendly pharmacist replied, 'No, just our supply is a little... imaginative.' The driver laughed heartily and said, 'Guess I'll take my chances!' And so, everyone left with a smile—and some good stories to tell.

3. At Kroger Pharmacy, on a quiet Sunday morning, a sign above the counter read: ‘Ask for Aspirin if you’re feeling pain… or love.’ Employees shrugged it off until customers started asking for both. Soon enough, the pharmacist noticed an old lady approaching with a basket full of roses and a bottle of aspirin. She smiled and asked for both items simultaneously. Word spread quickly, turning Kroger Pharmacy into a quirky local spot where people came not just for medicine but also for advice—whether it was soothing their headache or finding someone special. And who knew? Maybe that’s why they called it love aspirin after all.

4. At Kroger Pharmacy, in the early morning before anyone arrived for work, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The security light outside flickered and hummed softly as if whispering, ‘Welcome… again.’ Curious, he peered inside through the window. A shadowy figure shuffled behind the counter, muttering something indistinct. As the driver approached closer, the voice grew clearer: 'Another day, same old pills...' Turned out it was just an old pharmacist watching reruns of his favorite soap opera.